As far back as I can remember, I have had a perpetual desire to create. My father took notice and was more than pleased to have his youngest follow in his footsteps. Outfitted with easels and wooden boxes filled with fresh oils, we traipsed through our beautiful countryside of Bucks County where he taught me the fundamentals of color and light through paint. He took it upon himself to enter my work into a local art exhibit, hung “clothes line” style, earning the small cash prize for first place. I was hooked and snubbed the starving artist concept. I have since carried with me a feeling of “lucky” to know where I was heading in life, having a true friend in my love of art.
